Time with my mom

I don’t take nearly enough time to talk with my mom. I know that, stupid as it sounds, one of the reasons I don’t call her more often is because I know she won’t always be around. Any time I talk to her, I’m very conscious of not being able to talk to my dad as well, and so I get regret for that and anticipatory sadness for when I can’t talk to her. In other words, living in the past and the future, but not the present.

But the past few days, I’ve been able to spend time with her and talk and laugh and share memories, and even if it hasn’t been evident, I’ve tried to be here now and enjoy this time together.

So this Monday, I’m grateful that my mom is still here, that I can spend time with her, that both of my kids have gotten the chance to know her. These are not small things.

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It’s always great to get the chance to settle down and talk to the important people in our lives, but it’s not always easy for a variety of reasons. Glad you had this time, even if I did miss your visit :p.